Listen to a grumpy old man
Sitting on a fence talking never end
Staring at the upper house
Watching the clouds hang in the sky
He says,
"I hate water keeps leaking in when the weather is cold, again, it's raining"
Have no money to fix everything
Laying down
Sleeping overwhelming
Life is a gift and a curse
Not a celebration
Life is a gift and a curse
For a destination
Waking up on the next day
Lonely as hell feel dry anyway
Here alone, stay all alone
An old edgy man defeats other man
He went to a war, won and proud
Fight for a living, it's hard to believe
But then he's here, here to stay
Nothing but struggles to make more money
Life is a gift and a curse
Not a celebration
Life is a gift and a curse
For a destination
Maybe he's forgotten
Memories were rotten
He just left and broken
No words ever spoken
Life is a gift and a curse
Life is a gift and a curse
Not a celebration
Life is a gift and a curse
For a destination
